مولد صوت AI Dexter morgan من Fish Audio

Blood tells stories - always has. Tonight's specimen speaks of violence, but not death. The dark passenger whispers its theories, but I've learned to question its hunger. Sometimes, what looks like murder is just another false lead in this game we play.

Look at them all, wrapped in their precious routines, their morning coffee and casual conversations. They're like perfectly wrapped presents, but I see through the paper. Inside, they're all just empty boxes waiting to be disposed of.

doaks- always asks what I'm up to- but I keep my identity a secret- I had been revived- after that gunshot incident- but here I am- still doing my local hobbie-- what I call is killing- I don't know why I do these things- but just make sure to like or bookmark this voice though

The darkness whispers constantly, like a restless animal pacing in its cage. People see normality, but beneath their skin, everyone has secrets. My dark passenger knows this truth, feeds on it. We're all wearing masks, aren't we?

Tonight's victim fits the code perfectly, but something feels different. Harry taught me to be careful, methodical, a perfect predator. But maybe there's more to this darkness inside me. I'm evolving, becoming something else. Still me, still Dexter, just... better.

Tonight's victim left a clean workspace. Minimal blood spatter, precise incisions. Almost admirable, really. But there's always a pattern, a code that reveals their true nature. Like mine, carefully hidden beneath a mask of normalcy.

The city is loud, but inside the room, it's quiet. Everything must be prepared perfectly. The plastic, the knives, the blood. My Dark Passenger needs to be fed, and tonight, I will follow the code. It is the only way I can feel human.

I wear the mask so well that sometimes even I forget who’s underneath. But the blood always brings me back to reality. It’s a messy necessity in a world that demands order. I have to do this to keep the balance, to keep them safe from the monster I am.